Sable bit her lip and looked away.
“What is it, baby? You can tell me anything, you don’t need to be shy.”
“I need to use the bathroom,” she whispered as her cheeks flushed.
How far and how fast could he push her? He wanted her to jump into this with both feet like he had, but he also didn’t want to scare her away.
“You have two choices then. I can help you to the bathroom and you can use the potty or…”
Sable’s gaze swung back to him. “Or what?”
“Or I can put you in a diaper. You’re a little girl, you don’t need to use the potty yet. I’m proud of you for asking but I know you’re very tired and I don’t mind taking care of everything you need.”
She opened her mouth like she was going to say something, then closed it again. Her lashes were flickering and he could practically hear the buzzing from inside her head. She was thinking so hard. Even if she wanted to be diapered and babied, it would be a hard thing for her to ask for.
“Well, I don’t want you to have an accident while you make up your mind so let’s get you in a diaper.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she whispered, but didn’t argue.
Okay then. That wasn’t what he’d expected from her, but perhaps Hudson had done a lot of the hard work of prying her open but hadn’t gotten quite this far. Or maybe he had? Jethro hadn’t asked about the details of their relationship and now didn’t seem like the time to.
Instead he pulled out one of the drawers from the base of the bed and made quick work of wiping Sable down and getting her into a diaper before she could change her mind.
Once again he propped her against the pillows and she looked so sweet, hair all in disarray, her breasts large and round and tipped with little dark pink nipples he couldn’t wait to toy with. But he would because she needed things more than an orgasm right now. He tucked the blankets around her and told her he’d be right back.